deamon in my head
there are deamons everyware that's good
in your mind and in your blood
some of them are strong
they hold on long
no sin to kick them out
they will be back no douth
you will fade away
what will the mesaia say
when you found your cure
you are to old for shure
no one can hide
you will come to the darker side
in your mind and in your blood
some of them are strong
they hold on long
no sin to kick them out
they will be back no douth
you will fade away
what will the mesaia say
when you found your cure
you are to old for shure
no one can hide
you will come to the darker side
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| Auteur: psychojob | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 april 2004 | ||
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